Yarbrough: Reflections on a grandson gone too soon

My oldest grandson, Zachary Earl Wansley, died 15 years ago this past week while on a training run for a marathon. He was 21 years old. I am not sure what he would be doing today were he here, but I am positive whatever it might be, he would be a success. He always was.

Smith: Scattering cotton

This time of the year, I always relate everything to hurricanes, football, cotton picking, and the 1951 playoff game between the Brooklyn Dodgers and the New York Giants.

Crane: Knowing when it’s time to go home

I first had the pleasure of meeting U.S. Senator Mitch McConnell of Kentucky in Scottsdale, Ariz., roughly six months into his first term.McConnell was energetic, vibrant, quick-witted, and very thoughtful in his public policy position statements. McConnell is now the U.S.

Rich: Nicole’s wisdom

“In so much as it is within your control in a situation, be kind.” My niece, Nicole, was telling me about a family meeting that she and her husband, Jay, had recently conducted with their five children. That commandment was the meeting’s foundation.

Yarbrough: Kemp’s increasing political influence

A few short years ago Brian Kemp was one of our most underrated and understated governors. Not anymore. Today, he is a power to be reckoned with, both in the state and nationally. Who saw it coming? I didn’t. Former Lt. Gov.

Crane: Only time travel can change the past

Though I have never been a legislator, nor a lawyer, nor have I even played one on television, I have a more than basic understanding of how laws are made, take effect, and the legislative process. Here is a simple primer with some examples which folks might find helpful.

Rich: The photo and the Bible

It happened 15 years ago, yet the memory sticks to me like cotton candy to a child’s hand. I still puzzle over it. Paducah, Kentucky, was a stop on a Mississippi riverboat cruise for which I had been hired as a storyteller. When the boat docked, I strolled down the picturesque streets.

Crane: Healing that great divide

It was the best of times ... it was the worst of times. Thursday evening, August 24th, in downtown Atlanta, Georgia.

Yarbrough: Are you ready for some football?

Are you ready for some football? I sure am and it is about time.

Yarbrough: On being a proud Georgian

I’m about to get myself in trouble again. I’m still smarting from the Trump Harrumphs who accuse me of being a left-wing Commie pinko because I’m tired of his whining about losing an election Ronald Reagan would have won in a landslide.